Those who could cultivate to the level of Titled Douluo were, for the most part, renowned powerhouses on the continent.
Before making their names, they had all been the Dragon God Mu En of their own stories, young prodigies capable of crushing every enemy before them.
How could people like that lack pride or an unbending backbone?
Having people with lower cultivation fight to buy them a chance of survival left all these Titled Douluo feeling bitter.
But there was no other choice.
For their homeland to survive, they had to do this.
The reply Chen Ping had sent half an hour after a Level 9 Fixed-Installation Shell blasted a breach in the Mingdou Mountain Range had provided several crucial hidden routes for the Titled Douluo's surprise attack.
These were the tunnels Chen Ping had mentioned earlier, excavated straight through the base of the Mingdou Mountain Range to scout the deployments within it.
These tunnels had all been dug in a race against time, before the Sun Moon Empire's soldiers could install Soul Tool Seismoscope detection devices beneath the mountains. It was already too late to excavate new passages now.
Thus, aside from a surprise attack from high altitude, the best way to penetrate the Mingdou Mountain Range undetected was this underground advance, which could only accommodate a handful of Titled Douluo moving swiftly at a time.
Once that Soul Douluo finished speaking, the gathered Soul Douluo flew forward.
Determination and composure marked every face as they charged toward the Mingdou Mountain Range, gliding through the night sky like more than a hundred silent ghosts.
Three minutes passed in a flash. By then, the hundred-plus Soul Douluo had scattered completely, spreading out around the breach blasted into the Mingdou Mountain Range.
"It's nearly time. For the empire!"
One Soul Douluo